there is a lesson . . .

there is a lesson . . .

i am

i am the seed that has been planted

in this reality

where things are meant

to come to be

i have been nurtured

by my experiences

which include

my dreams,

my mistakes,

my insights,

and my errancies . . .

to say nothing of my truancies

when i did not show up

there was a lesson

when i fell

and did not get up on my own

there was a lesson

when i tried

and fell short

here was a lesson

when i gave up

on my self

and others

there was a lesson

when my level of expectation

appeared to wane

there was a lesson

when i ceased to dream

for i thought i no longer believed

in my magic

or that of Creation

there was a lesson

balance is always about us

and at times

the Seed has not yet come to embrace

that which shall inevitably be

we reach

we reach

we reach

down,

up,

out,

within,

and it is all necessary

for there is a lesson

yes, you, i, all of us

are the seeds of expectation

that shall know of the exaction

of perfection

we shall break through,

into the damp, dark, deep soils

and in the moment of our greatest challenges

we shall remember the lesson

and break through

and embrace the light

that looms about us

within us

and yield the sweetest of fruits

that our dreams whispered of

incessantly

when we listened

and believed

there is a lesson . . .

plant seeds . . .

(c) 20 October 2013 : william s. peters, sr.

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Poetry 2014

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